Constance La France Poet Rhyme

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Breathing Death

At my mother's hospital deathbed,
w a i t i n g   for her final gasp;
breathing death with unfathomable dread,
tasting it-  with each rasp.
Praying for mother's  ETERNAL  rest.
To lips a kiss pressed,
c o n n e c  t e d  only by a thread;
her spirit tight I grasp.
Silently, death comes sighing-  DEAD;
I whisper love and unclasp . . .

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March 5, 2018


Poetry/Rhyme/ Breathing Death
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1001-388-01
All Rights Reserved.  Written Under Pseudonym.


Written for the contest, 10 Lines, 5 Words III
sponsor, Laura Loo

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Gregory Richard Barden March 30, 2018 at 4:40 AM Blessings and sincere congratulations on your fine win, Constance - all the best to you, my friend! :-) <3

Line Gauthier March 27, 2018 at 8:45 AM Powerful. Congrats on your well deserved top win, BW.

Laura Leiser March 21, 2018 at 8:22 PM So powerful and sad...I'm sure you'll never forget that moment in a lifetime...Congrats on your top win, Constance!

Kim Rodrigues March 21, 2018 at 7:44 AM A mindful moment of time. Like Silent says one we all will face one day. Congrats on your well deserved top win!

Mick Talbot March 21, 2018 at 7:42 AM Sad but a fact of life, nicely penned Constance, congratulations on your first place... Mick

Beautiful Scars March 21, 2018 at 5:54 AM beautiful poem, as always sweetest lady :) thank you and congrats :)-luloo

Silent One March 5, 2018 at 1:23 PM Heartbreaking write and a place we will all be at some stage of our lives.. Constance La France March 6, 2018 at 9:30 PM Silent, thank you for visiting, yes, heartbreaking but part of living is the dying too ~